With my bereaved soul; I would say?
Certainly with a dash of dismay?
Past is valued only when moments transcend into innocuous memory!
Life, youth, and glory; drift away - with the sweet but insidious time of merry!

Having fun, enjoying with my fraternity -- I truly miss?
Believe you me! Remaining in an affectionate nexus is a heavenly bliss!
I roam the earth; suddenly slumber loosing the grand.
Stars in the heavens twinkle at the wafting strand.

Just almost yesterday; present was varnished with toned brawn.
Today it is grey and fragile at touch; fabled "Midas" touch is long gone.                            
Oh! Fiendish memory, my lithe mind and sentient soul are in contention;
To accept the unfortunate realty of depletion, I need heavenly ascension!

Life always shined with a tremulous light yet with all its might and fidelity-
Alas! Cessation was with the roaring ebb and flow to the destined eternity.
"Nostalgia"! Never shall I forget you! How could I? My beloved!
I just want to roam the roads only once again that you paved?

S M Ilyas, an engineer from The University of Texas at Austin, resides in Chittagong